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Play with me | Jung Chanwoo [M]

Pairing: Reader/Chanwoo Raiting: 18+ Word count: 1,8k Warnings: Spanking, throat fucking, oppa kink, light D/s. if ur looking for fluffy sex this ain’t it Notes: for the lovely mal @chanuontop, i will write u all the smut in the world if it’ll make u feel better

Summary: Chanwoo spends his free day playing games instead of hanging out with you, so you show up in his room and turn off his computer without warning. You quickly realize you’re gonna have to pay for that mistake.

Chanwoo hasn't answered any of the texts you've sent him in the last couple hours, which wouldn't be weird except you know today is his free day. Why he isn't spending it with you is a mystery.

The KakaoTalk chat looks like this:

‘chanuuuu, how r u? im bored can i come over?’

'babe??’

'lmk when you see this i miss u’

Then an hour had passed.

'BaBe WheRe r U :(‘

'chanu istg if you're ignoring me cuz ur playing games imma go kill you’

‘ugh im so horny too, i need you so bad don't leave me hanging like this’

‘should i send you pics so you can see for yourself how wet i am’

The sexting wasn't in your plans, it just kind of happened. You haven't seen each other for more than a couple hours in weeks though, so it's not surprising how needy you got just by texting him.

Thing is, Chanwoo is nowhere to be found and you're not about to waste his only free day until who knows when. He can play Overwatch literally any other day.

Donghyuk lets you in the dorm, chuckling and mumbling something like, “I thought you were in his room already, he's playing games isn't he?” at which you roll your eyes in annoyance.

Usually you'd knock on his door out of respect, but right now respect don't mean shit.

When you open the door you find him, indeed, with his headphones on, laughing and talking on the mic as he presses keys at the speed of light.

He doesn't even notice you come in.

Your blood boils- and your underwear gets wet just by looking at him, but that's not important right now- and in a moment of courage you walk over and press the power button of the computer, making the screen turn black.

“What the–” Chanwoo starts turning towards you.

“Don't you dare. I've been texting you for hours and you were holed up here playing games?”

Chanwoo frowns. “I didn't get any notifications, I was gonna call you to come over at 3 anyway.”

“Chanwoo,” you deadpan. “It's almost 5PM.”

Chanwoo looks surprised at that. “What?” He checks his phone and, just like you said, it's 4.53PM. The KKT notifications are also there.

Chanwoo bites his lip, looking at you with puppy eyes. “Babe, I'm so sorry, I didn't notice the time at all.” He gets up from his chair, his hands wrapping around your neck to bring your face closer to his.

“I missed you,” you say, the anger dissipating at his touch and sincere apology.

He kisses you sweet and slow, his hands stroking your skin.

When the kiss is over you move to sit on his bed as Chanwoo goes to finally check his phone.

He's standing next to the computer, reading through your conversation, and you can tell where he reaches the dirty bits by the change in his face.

Chanwoo lays the phone back on the desk, walking towards you with a cold face.

You're smirking and jittery with anticipation, knowing it never takes him much to want to fuck your brains out.

“Wipe that smile off your face,” he says harshly, and it dawns on you you’re gonna have to pay for what you did.

You drop the smile, laying your back on the bed as Chanwoo gets closer to you.

“Who do you think you are?” He grabs the buttons of your jeans and almost rips them open, the zipper following next. “What gives you the right to interrupt me?” He asks you as he yanks your pants down your legs.

You're not breathing anymore, your throat is closing up with excitement and the mix of vulnerability and fear that's actually arousal.

“I'm sorry,” you answer just to realize a second too late you said the wrong thing.

“You what?” Chanwoo manhandles you so you're lying on your stomach, he grabs you by the hips to get you on your knees, ass in the air and face down in the mattress. “Count them and thank me.”

“Yes, oppa,” you answer correctly this time. The first slap makes you clench your entire body, your pussy dripping. “One. Thank you, oppa.”

“Louder,” he says as he smacks your other cheek.

“Two. Thank you, oppa.”

“Maybe this will teach you where you belong.”

A third slap. “Three. Thank you, oppa.”

You're already moaning with each spank, arching your back in reflex as Chanwoo slaps your ass again and again.

By what you think is the fifteenth slap your skin is burning, tears forming on the corners of your eyes. But the most intense feeling right now is the need to get fucked, and knowing that might not happen at all makes it so much worse in the best of ways.

"How many?"

"Fi- Fifteen. Thank you, oppa."

Your voice keeps cracking, your throat hurting from all the whining.

Chanwoo seems to take pity on you. He's definitely going a bit harder than most days- probably all the pent up sexual frustration- but he knows the second it gets too much you'll stop him.

"Lie down," he tells you.

You let your hips hit the bed, exhausted and worn out and so sensitive you think if Chanwoo so much as touches your clit you'll come on the spot.

Chanwoo massages the backs of your thighs, teasing your skin and brushing closer to your pussy every few strokes.

You're shaking, trying to stop from squirming because you know you have to be a good girl now, and Chanwoo won't like it if you try to move away, let alone try to get some friction.

"Turn around," he orders you next. He helps you out, careful with your stinging ass.

He stands on all fours above you, pinning you down with his gaze. "Have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes, oppa."

"You'll behave from now on?"

"Yes, oppa."

Chanwoo smiles, but it's not sweet at all. He brushes his finger on your slit through your underwear and it's so unexpected your legs almost kick him. "What do you wanna do next?"

It's a trick question. "Whatever you want, oppa."

"Good girl. Get on your knees and open up, I wanna fuck your mouth."

You obey, opening your mouth wide and taking your tongue out, waiting while Chanwoo unzips his jeans and takes his hard dick out, though he doesn’t take off his pants.

Chanwoo pumps himself a couple times before resting the head of his cock on your tongue, getting it wet, filling your mouth with his taste before pushing inside.

"Fuck, baby. Always so wet and warm."

He gets a hold of your hair right by your scalp, pushing your head back and forth as he starts thrusting.

You're gagging already, his cock still getting harder and bigger in your mouth.

"Take it, baby, I know you can." You relax as he thrusts in again, hitting the back of your throat easily. "Yeah, that's it. You love this, don't ya?"

You mumble an answer around his cock. "I love it. I love your cock."

Chanwoo pushes you down on his cock until you're gagging, spit falling from the sides of your mouth, and keeps thrusting in and out as he pleases.

"Fuck, baby. So good." He pulls out then, pushing you lightly so you lie on your back again. "Suck on my fingers."

You do, getting them wet and begging internally this means he'll touch you.

And he does. He moves your panties aside, not even bothering to take them off, and slips two fingers easily inside you.

You arch your back, holding back a loud moan that threatens to announce the entire dorm of what's going on in Chanwoo's room.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he says curling his fingers inside you. "You really want this, huh?"

"Yeah. Yes, oppa. Please," you whine. If begging is gonna get you fucked, begging you will.

"Hush, babe."

Chanwoo takes his fingers out, holding your stare as he brings them to his mouth to taste you. You can't help but moan at the sight, your legs rubbing together in search of friction.

Next thing, he's spitting on his hand to stroke his cock, spreading your legs with one hand. The raw need that runs down your spine has you whining again, your pussy throbbing.

"Chanu..."

"I'm right here, babe," he says. He lowers his jeans barely enough to get comfortable, then takes his dick in his hand to rub the head through your slit, then moves away to see a line of wetness connecting you both.

"Chanwoo, please," you beg again.

"Ask me nicely," he says as he rubs your clit with the head of his cock. "And I'll fuck your brains out."

You're trembling under him, so strung out you're about to break. "Please, please fuck me. I'll be good, I'll do whatever you want, I'll be your good girl, just please, plea--"

Chanwoo chooses that second to thrust into you, making you choke on your words.

He doesn't waste a second either. He fucks you fast, not even waiting until you adjust, then bends down to lift your shirt and bra, licking and biting your nipples.

"Fuck," you moan. "Fuck, that's good."

"So tight," Chanwoo says. He reaches down to rub circles at your clit, carefully slipping a finger inside you next to his cock for a few seconds to get your clit wet.

You're a mess underneath him. Your tits are bouncing with the strength of his thrusts and the thumb on your clit is driving you crazy. You're too close to cumming already.

Chanwoo leans down to kiss you, and you grab him by the back of his head to tongue at his mouth. "You gonna cum?" He asks you.

You don't even have enough strength to answer, so instead you nod your head, eyes watering with how intense everything feels.

"Cum for me, babe. I wanna see you lose it."

You almost scream, Chanwoo barely catching it on time to block your mouth with his hand as you tremble and squirm and cry under him.

"Fuck," Chanwoo says as he feels you clench around him. "Fuuuck, baby, I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that."

So, obviously, you do it over and over, even as the post orgasm tiredness hits you, until Chanwoo is pulling out to come all over your body- on your pussy, your stomach, your tits.

He throws himself on top of you when he's done, a bright big smile on his face as he kisses you everywhere.

"Shit," you say. "Goddamn, that was something."

Chanwoo giggles. "I know, right? Try not to piss me off again, though."

You roll your eyes, knowing he doesn't mean it at all. You know Chanwoo is gonna get up any second now to look for a cream for your abused skin and do some aftercare, so you take advantage of him being here now and cuddle close to him, relaxing in his arms.

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